Torrey Pines High School - Freeflight Yearbook (Del Mar, CA)

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bf I had onQ known . lf l'd known then what I know now, my mind would be at ease, l'd walk about without a doubt, and life would be a breeze. l'd take back all the hurtful things, I wish I had not said, I would have worked much harder, and tried to get ahead. l'd arm myself against locked doors with patience as my key l'd tell all those I cared for how much they meant to me. l'd treat all my unhappiness as something to ignore l'd face every single day as if I had no more. There are, oh, so many things that I would do or say If I had gained the knowledge then that I possess today. I know that I cannot erase the things that I have done All I can do is sit and wait for the life that's yet to come. - Jessica Sinclitico EXCU5' Drkzfe dic Address me young man, the Nuncio said to me, Absolve yourself of sin, and of Ftiots in the streets, Change is at hand, I saidg it will Have to come, there are Young men like myself, with ideas and guns. - Matt Burkhard h 1 . SQ g It . ,rr ., o. ... ' lv ' ' 1 .y. ,f . , . I I . :le-N, ' , la Q WHILE ,EI KISS gf ' A' it 1 13.3 J ll' - . , . .' .q., in y .H v . .!. 1 - ' -'ul ' ' if ,U -lf 'IW' ' ' ef . . Q ' FE. I ', - . I , ' nhl A .M D- I I I 8 U' For You M y Friend This is to you my friend, for all of the tears And harsh words that passed Throughout the years This is for you my friend for the laughs and smiles And good times that were shared Stored in memory's files This is to you my friend for remembrance of ex-boyfriends and infatuations For speeding tickets, traffic court And all other violations ' We've had a lot of good times And we've sure had our share of the bad ones too And I want you to know that For all that we've shared THIS - IS - FOFI - YOU - Melanie Lapadula Goodbye Wisps of night sing in sweet whispers. My heart beats to the rhythm of their voice. Goodbye is a word that consumes itself. You, a creature of dust, envy the butterflies. Fenlently trying to imitate them, you float and glide on the drafts of your whims. First you love, then you hate, then you cry, then you laugh, then you leave. The shadow of your name lingers in these wisps of night. Goodbye is a word that consumes itself. - Alden Schmidt

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The Universe The Universe, A World much too small for life. Day by Day the world shrinks -- People grow and grow Do we really know that life is very short and time is very precious. Life is a challenge and sometimes an accomplishment Or maybe even a human we are trying so hard to beat. As time chases us, it follows our every step 'Round and 'Round, Then we stop. We lay there and look up at the stars, the moon, and every beautiful object in the night's skies. As we are awakened by the sun's shining rays, A new day begins and another beautiful memory will take place on that very day. - Eric Loomis Signffess Sfare I cannot see, I cannot hear, I have no mouth, and I must scream. I stare sightless hearing. silence screaming. I cannot move my arm. I cannot move my leg, I cannot move, I cannot breath. How can I scream? I scream in my mind. Am I dead, am I alive? I have a voice deep inside. But I cannot see, I cannot hear, I have no mouth, and I must scream. - Craig Beiiand Bfack Cfoucfs Raging black clouds Leering . . . creeping up on Crystal Blue sky: Flawless enveloping, taken over Sword-like prisms of Rainbow racing, hopefully, by Thrust by virgin life, holding answers, seeking permanence, Slicing Time, Thought into Reality, and something foreign. Struggling, searching in despair for any understanding Finding, the dimension of Solitude, lacking sympathy over-flowing with self destruction - Nsikio Togamura E vening Rain Midnight Moon Sending Soft Light Filling My Eyes Tasting My Skin and then tearing again - Benjamin P. Grossman

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ESSED . K rsh' V is 'JL' 933' : is of W Sv! ' if, ,, . id 1 1 f 9 f 1 uit 1 2 V 'T' H1358 k ' 44 ,f LN ft fy, 4 3? 55' .VM I V s ., 1 FROM THE BALCONY, Steve Sansone and Ft Voorhies absorb the ambiance of the evening. b P' t lN LINE for formal pictures, students are crammed i the stairway while Busco-Nester photographers tz pictures as quickly and smoothly as possible.